My sweety needs to get it done, but he really doesn't do well at all with doctors and surgery and stuff. He's really fighting it but knows it needs to be done. I don't know what to tell him to ease his mind. I've already told him about the drugs ( [smiley=happy.gif] ) but even that hasn't worked yet. I sure would like to see him get it done before riding season starts in earnest.
Melena, Perhaps you might get your husband to read this note...
I am an admitted sissy and get extremely anxious when it comes to doctors, DENTISTS, drugs of any kind and SHOTS.
Back in the dark ages before my first marriage, Texas required a blood test before a marriage licenses was approved. I watched the doc drawing a syringe of my blood and the next thing I recall was waking up on the office floor. Then, many years ago, I actually passed out while getting a flu shot from the school district's RN. Yep. With needles, I'm a card-carrying wuss.
The first eyeball procedure, June of 2007, was the
first time I had
ever been in a hospital for any kind of event and I was terrified. My ol'
Flee or Fight psychological mechanism was in high gear.
However, it was all for naught. The medical team treated me with calm professionalism and got my blood pressure and anxiety levels down to a survivability level. The next thing I remembered was the crew pulling off the EKG 'badges' and asking me what I wanted to drink. Unfortunately, the beer truck must have been late...
Same deal yesterday for me. The out-patient clinic staff were so professional, friendly and calming that I didn't even need my wife to hold my hand.
So. I'm still not too keen on some issues but my strong fear is just about gone; thanks to good health care professionals.
Go get it done, pardner. Ain't no longer a big thang.
Monte
